My Names

I am proud of my name

but also my hidden name.

Two lines mixed together

and both I claim.

 

My signature I write

comes from my father

but mixed in my blood

I am my mother’s daughter.

 

Two histories made of many names

two lines came together

and mixed in me

joined now forever.

 

Two names in my blood

make the girl in the mirror

only one is spoken

but both are clear.

© 2017 ck’s days

 

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